Lying in a sea of red
I reflect upon my life with dread
The selfish actions by those most dear
Brought to life my greatest fear -
That in this life we stand alone
Feeling failure in every bone.
Trying to come from a place of love
Releasing all else to the flying dove
Was met with nothing short of hate
And now it’s over, it’s much too late.
Category: Poems

Why are you writing about my life?